Hunting College

Li Meng seemed to be very satisfied with the 'transaction location' she had chosen, and deliberately emphasized the last word of 'safety', and then showed a look of asking Zheng Qing to hurry up and praise her.

The young public fee student's expression gradually stiffened.

Hearing the little witch's 'notice', his heart suddenly burst, and he immediately remembered the last nightmare of this morning. In the nightmare, the transaction under the cat fruit tree is not safe at all - the black cat first falls from the tree, and then encounters the dangerous scene where the two witches confront each other face to face.

Really bad.

"Catfruit tree?" He didn't seem to believe his ears, and he asked back in a low voice.

"bingo!"

Li Meng raised her hand and snapped her fingers without making any sound. Then she looked at her fingers in annoyance and muttered, "Huh? It's weird, it was quite loud last night!"

After all, I started to study why today's finger snaps sound like farts.

"Oh, okay, okay. Thank you, I see." The young public fee student was also a little distracted, thanking him absent-mindedly, and walked to his place listlessly.

Jiang Yu blinked, looking at his cousin who was "thinking hard", and then looking at Zheng Qing who was "lost". His eyebrows were beautifully knitted together, and he didn't know what happened to the two of them.

Zheng Qing came to the seat and smelled the aroma of chamomile tea from a distance.

This made his impetuous mood suddenly stabilized a lot.

"thanks."

The boy repeated the words he said a moment ago, and sincerely thanked Fatty Xin. The fat wizard was completely ignorant, his whole head was hidden behind the thick newspaper, and he read today's Beta Town Post to himself, without saying a word, as if he did not hear the greetings from the young public student.

Zheng Qing felt a sudden shock in his heart again.

"What... what's today... um, interesting news?"

He fiddled with the "Standard Spell" and the law book at hand, smoothing the edges of the two books, trying to make his tone seem more casual.

It's just that the erratic eyes betrayed this randomness.

The fat wizard was silent.

Xiao Xiao, on the other hand, seemed to be keenly aware of the strange atmosphere flowing in the air, touched the temples of his glasses, took out his crystal ball swiftly with his hands and feet, moved his lips slightly, and began to divination silently.

"What the hell!"

After a long while, Fatty Xin scolded and dropped the newspaper in his hand, still ignoring Zheng Qing, but looking around with bad eyes, carefully looking at everyone in the classroom: "I don't know which son of a bitch, take Old Yao yesterday. The speech at night was revealed... I didn't have any left! I was blind for the two or three hours of hard work I wrote last night! I originally planned to let Nicholas lead the way today, interview a few wizards in the North District, and then write another one. A comprehensive report!"

After the conversation changed, he scolded the Beta Town Post again: "The group of scumbags in the post don't follow the rules! The buttocks are crooked, and the hands are crooked! To be fair, in the whole of Phuket, who doesn't know that I am in old age? In the Yao class...every reporter has his own one-third of an acre of land, and it's too ugly to go to someone else's site to grab food!"

Zheng Qing deeply doubted the reliability of the words 'who doesn't know' said by the fat wizard.

In normal times, he would have to sneer and sneer, citing a few counter-examples to prove how many wizards there are on the island of Boogie who don't know Fatty Xin.

But now, he has been able to maintain the surface calm after more than a year of experience and rich experience. Even so, when he picked up the newspaper dropped by the fat wizard, his face was still pale, as if he had eaten a green fly.

Holding the thick and bulging mulberry paper in his hand gave a very reliable feeling, but Zheng Qing didn't feel safe, he only felt a chill coming silently from all directions.

The front page uses huge bold letters to set the tone of the entire report - "The Dean of Jiuyou College Speaks Out, Supporting the North District Wizards' Equal Rights Movement"!

The young public-funded student hurriedly swept through the previous reports written by the information he provided. It was quite satisfactory, without exaggeration or falsification, which made the boy's heart drop half of it.

He also vaguely guessed that the Beta Town Post was unusually 'friendly' this time. Although he was also the dean of Jiuyou College, the identity of Lao Yao a few months ago was completely different from the current Lao Yao. The newspaper may occasionally arrange a great wizard, but it cannot show little respect for a legend.

"Treading the Stars"

Even so, in the few paragraphs towards the end of the article, the Post failed to restrain its inertia. The inappropriate use of the word by the wizard has seriously affected the internal unity of the Wizarding Union; the dean of Jiuyou College accused other colleges and the alliance of the First University of being irresponsible, blaming each other, and throwing the blame on Jiuyou College; in addition, he also maliciously speculated on the 'Gypsy' Witches were treated unfairly at Jiuyou Academy, etc.

Zheng Qing, who was looking straight, was sweating coldly and his face was ashen.

Many of the 'out-of-context' remarks in the article have nothing to do with what he heard about Lao Yao's roaring in his dreams, and can only be said to be exactly the same.

Predict the dream!

eyewitness!

Inexplicably, these two words suddenly appeared in the mind of the young public fee student. Almost at the same time, he remembered the 'second-degree murder case' buried in the depths of his memory and witnessed by the Linzhong Lake in a dream a long time ago.

He couldn't help but look up at Jiang Yu who was sitting in the front row.

The witch was leaning on her side, patiently explaining something to Li Meng. A lock of long hair fell from the side of her cheek, which was facing the boy, and slowly rose and fell in the breeze.

Zheng Qing shook his head vigorously.

wrong!

He clearly remembered that on the day he blew up and came out of the teapot, the husband once told him that he did not really have the talent of 'witness'. com That's just a 'side effect' brought about by the forbidden spell.

According to Mr.'s theory, the Forbidden Spell converges from the world, and a complete Forbidden Spell naturally possesses the information of the entire world. That is to say, all the 'talents' that the world has, that has appeared, and that really exist, under the influence of the forbidden spell, have the opportunity to reappear on the 'object' that carries the forbidden spell.

The premise is that this 'recurrence' is based on some strong desire.

But this kind of recurrence is like salvaging a pebble with a specific pattern and shape in the sea, which is very difficult and the probability is extremely low. And only after fully mastering the forbidden spell can it be possible to experience this 'recurrence' ability anytime, anywhere.

This theory was very incompatible with the situation he experienced last night - was he deeply looking forward to facing the questioning of two witches at the same time?

What a joke!

He hasn't had enough yet! Moreover, I haven't heard of witnesses who are gifted to see what will happen in the future, and I haven't heard of a precedent that precognitive dreams can penetrate two layers of dreams!

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